Riley Mania!

Chapter 3- The Sweetest Life

"Riley, where are you? Riley, I can't see a thing!" Ben groaned, his eyes covered with a blindfold. He stumbled into the living room, tripping over a chair, but hearing a giggle behind him. This was Riley's version of blind man's bluff- but with one small benefit- if you caught the other person, you could do whatever you wanted to do with them. Anything, Riley had stressed. With the manor house to themselves, Riley suggested that that could get up to all sorts, but only if Ben could catch him.

"Over here, Ben! Come get me!" Riley called to a helpless Ben, who ran after him, tripped up the stairs and cornered his prey.

Ben ripped off the blindfold, and picked Riley up. Riley screamed like an excited child, laughing wildly. Ben threw him on the king-size ornate bed, cackling gleefully.

"Mr. Poole, now it's my turn to have some fun!"

Ben pulled Riley's shirt off, Riley wriggling away from him. He was a skinny little kid, Ben mused, but very clever and very witty. He pounced on Riley, ripping off other unnecessary clothing. Ben rid himself of garments too, with help from Riley who giggled and pressed clumsy kisses to Ben's shoulder.

Scooping the tall dark-headed boy in his arms, Ben caressed Riley's body gently, Riley pawing at Ben, smiling. Riley gave a great sigh and fell limply into Ben's lap, tugging the covers protectively over them, enveloping them in the sudden darkness.

In the dark, it was very hard to see where Ben's hands strayed, but Riley liked it, squirming slightly. And suddenly they were kissing frantically, lips and tongues the same in that little paradise, in their little heaven.

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